Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 1452: Chapter 113: So You Don’t Like People

Ange walked around and happened to see Old John being kicked out of a shabby house. A plump young woman chased after him and gave Old John another kick, all the while shouting “Scram, scram, scram!” with great ferocity.

After Old John staggered off into the distance, he turned around and shouted back, “I was bringing you good fortune, ungrateful wretch. A whole bag of grain, you didn’t want it? Starve to death then.”

The young woman picked up a stone from the ground, threatening to throw it, which scared Old John into running away with serpentine maneuvers.

The young woman tossed the stone aside and spat angrily, “Bah, you old bachelor. You think I don’t know what you’re up to? You think you’re worthy? Come back here, and I’ll smash your head in.”

While speaking, she looked around and soon spotted Ange in the distance. Once she caught sight of Ange’s attire from afar, she immediately rolled up her sleeves and strode towards him with a menacing air.

“So you’re the one from that so-called God of Business, using grain to buy followers, isn’t it? How despicable, this is the sheltered place of the Goddess of Dawn… huh, (softly) kind of handsome though,” the young woman exclaimed as she walked, but upon seeing Ange’s appearance more clearly, she involuntarily blushed and her voice softened.

At this moment, Ange was in the guise of Ascetic Monk An. What is handsome? Ange had no concept of it, but the Priest of the Goddess of Beauty and Anthony did.

So the appearance of Ascetic Monk An had a divine handsomeness about it, serene and placid, solemn and dignified, causing believers to feel an innate trust and ease upon seeing his face.